[ She draws a silent breath as he reveals this man's betrayal of his family, bringing a hand up to her chest as if she could feel the sting of it herself. But there is no true way to understand what he's gone through, not with something like that happening to him or his father. A loved one being murdered by someone else that one trusted-- it's awful to think about.
He jerks his hand away from hers before she can stop him, and she's left looking at her empty palm in stunned silence. She has known since their very first conversation how upset he is over his father's death, but to hear of the details of it... His anger and grief is absolutely valid. ] Noct...
[ Suddenly, she feels a strange regret over something she had no power over: that she hadn't been there for him, in this faraway world, to offer comfort or condolences. It hurts knowing that he has suffered. ]
That's... horrid. [ Carefully, she places a hand upon his shoulder lightly; not for this world, but for him. ] ...I'm so sorry.
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He jerks his hand away from hers before she can stop him, and she's left looking at her empty palm in stunned silence. She has known since their very first conversation how upset he is over his father's death, but to hear of the details of it... His anger and grief is absolutely valid. ] Noct...
[ Suddenly, she feels a strange regret over something she had no power over: that she hadn't been there for him, in this faraway world, to offer comfort or condolences. It hurts knowing that he has suffered. ]
That's... horrid. [ Carefully, she places a hand upon his shoulder lightly; not for this world, but for him. ] ...I'm so sorry.